"I kept on and on urging this friend of our family - you got to look after yourself. Quit the booze, stop smoking and staying out all hours chasing women. Would he listen? Nah. So, the inevitable happens. Last week, right there in the pub, he keels over and dies, face first in the oysters Andaluz."
"Wow! How old was he?"
"102."
also known as: "Those who are afraid of death, are afraid of life."
"Mask-off, sip a drink, hide the face, or what will people think? He wears it to keep you safe, yet needs you to wear one too, for the spellbind only works when it is cast on all within view"
That's the key: The people who chomped like bass on the psyop were the ones who felt important because of it. Like they mattered. That never happened to them before. Their vices had never been virtues. Their fear, incuriosity, refusal to stand up for themselves, and terror of psychological independence had always made their lives a misery. Overnight, the psyop made their personal failings into more than mere virtue: It was heroism.
"I kept on and on urging this friend of our family - you got to look after yourself. Quit the booze, stop smoking and staying out all hours chasing women. Would he listen? Nah. So, the inevitable happens. Last week, right there in the pub, he keels over and dies, face first in the oysters Andaluz."
"Wow! How old was he?"
"102."
also known as: "Those who are afraid of death, are afraid of life."
Hi Nicholas, great text and hope it provides the mask-wearers with a 'kick in the butt'.
I also reposted it on the CCC (controversial Covid corner) sub-Forum of ThaigerTalk
> https://talk.thethaiger.com/topic/32983-the-man-behind-the-mask-a-poem-for-the-masked-from-hero-to-zero/
and added a sub-title to the Post
The Man Behind the Mask - A Poem for the Masked (from Hero to Zero)
Cheers from a Fellow True-Facer
Thanks for the share Peter! Meanwhile: https://www.bangkokpost.com/thailand/general/2782780/pm-urges-vigilance-after-covid-19-surge
"The DDC is advising people again to wear face masks when in public."
And so it begins anew! I like 'True-facer' and will be borrowing that phrase. Much better than pro-facer. Have a good weekend.
And the worst part was that they tyrannized over the rest of us who preferred open faces.
"Mask-off, sip a drink, hide the face, or what will people think? He wears it to keep you safe, yet needs you to wear one too, for the spellbind only works when it is cast on all within view"
Genius!
"His every action counts."
That's the key: The people who chomped like bass on the psyop were the ones who felt important because of it. Like they mattered. That never happened to them before. Their vices had never been virtues. Their fear, incuriosity, refusal to stand up for themselves, and terror of psychological independence had always made their lives a misery. Overnight, the psyop made their personal failings into more than mere virtue: It was heroism.